chocolates and cigarettes

chapter-1

Chapter-1

Ana’s POV

“Glory get your ugly ass downstairs, I’m hungry” what a great way to wake up. I huffed annoyed, slipping on a t-shirt and running downstairs, preparing myself for another one of the crappy days I call my life.

Before I make the bastard his food, let me introduce myself. My name is Gloriana David Peters. Not to mention I have a bastard of a guardian, studying online because he takes all the money I earn. I was snapped out of my thoughts with a stinging sensation on my face, realizing I just got slapped I rushed to make breakfast.

I served the food hesitant of his reaction, which wasn’t usually very pleasant. My thoughts were confirmed when he flipped the plate in my face and all over my clothes. He shook me vigorously and slammed me to the wall. Out of fear I slid down it which resulted in him kicking me “that’s what you get for not giving me the money, and unless you want a repeat of last night I suggest you get out of my fucking face”.

*flashback to last night*   

“Ana you seriously need to go to the doctor, you are getting worse” Logan exclaimed, I know I had to go but he wouldn’t let me. “It’s really not necessary Logan” I lied. He gave me a look that clearly indicated he didn’t believe me but he let it go.

We said our goodbyes as my bestfriend’s shift was over “Ana get me a sex on the beach” the other bartender said and I scurried to get the order ready

***

When my shift was over my boss, Jackson gave me my money for the day and I left but ofcourse I couldn’t make it in one piece as I fell and ripped my jeans. And to make it worse, when I got home he noticed it.

“why the hell are you late?” he barked at me  “I…I- he cut me off with a shove “I don’t like stuttering, why are your jeans ripped?! Are you slutting around you little whore”. “NO” It slipped out of anger and I immediately regretted it. He started laughing and that’s when all hell broke loose.

*flashback ends*

I hurried up the stairs to my room with a face full of tears and a body full of bruises. I changed into my uniform and ran as fast as possible to the front door trying not to get noticed but failed miserably as he caught me roughly by my wrist and yanked me closer to him. “where the hell do you think your going?” he slurred ‘to work to earn your money’ I wanted to say but decided against it instead I ran out of the door and started my long journey to work. While walking my mind was clouded with thoughts of what I did to deserve such a life and suddenly everything went black.

As I woke up I was greeted with frightened hazel eyes. “are you okay?” I wanted to answer but it was as if I had lost my voice. “im so sorry” I mustered up the strength to utter a weak “I’m fine” my voice was incredibly hoarse “im so sorry, I didn’t see you there a-and I was r-rushing to get to t-the” I cut her of before she has a heartattack assuring her that I was infact aright and not harmed. “oh thank god!” she breathed out a sigh of relief and reached out her hand to help me up and then a wide grin broke on her face “I’m Lottie” “Gloriana but you can call me Ana.” “it was nice to meet you Ana and sorry again for what happened but I gotta go see you later” I walked away and saw her driving off. When I entered the club Logan rushed towards me with a worried expression, I hugged him tightly then mumbled “I’m fine”